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??    Nantianxing, the land of the East.

In a continuous mountain range, this place is called a restricted area by the Eastern cultivators. Even if you ask for the way to enter, you will never return. It seems that there are mysterious and terrifying things in it, which makes countless people stop and dare not enter.

Even the Ji family has had an ancestor lead people to enter it to find the cause and effect inside, but that time they entered, almost all the troops were wiped out, only the ancestor escaped and warned the Ji family of the East that they could not enter it from then on.

That ancestor is the young man who lost both arms in the peak of the fairyland in the Ji family now!

Even he had no way to go deep into the deepest part of the mountain back then. He was shocked by the restrictions here on the way. Because of the mystery of the South Sky Land itself, the ancestor of the Ji family did not report this matter, because here... There are several places that make him feel so terrified.

And he did not break in. In his opinion, unless he mastered some powerful treasures of the clan, it would be difficult to enter. If he had treasures, everything might become different.

It's just that there are too few treasures. With his status, he can't get them even if he sits here. The Fengxiantai is one, but this platform has its own intelligence, and he can't control it by force. As for the treasures... only the sons of the Tianjiao in the clan will be given self-defense.

No one can explain why the Southern Sky Star is so special. Here, no force can achieve the status of overlord. Even the Ji family only dominates in this way in deterrence, while the Fang family in Dongsheng Star can occupy half of the star, and even if they want, they can occupy the whole star.

In the Southern Sky Land, the four regions have their own Taoist traditions. Even if you deduce it, you can find that... almost most of the sects here have main veins in the outside starry sky, and the Southern Sky Land is just a branch.

It seems that all forces want to leave a trace of Taoist tradition here.

In this Southern Sky Land, Meng Hao's father became the ninth mountain prison master. This word prison seems to explain a lot...

But when Meng Hao asked, his father told him that this prison is not a prison!

As for the details, his father did not say, but his expression was a little confused, as if even he himself felt incredible and a little confused.

But no matter what, the land of Nantian... is very special!

Here, Meng Hao passed his seven-year-old tribulation, and here is the inheritance of the demon-sealing lineage. The ancient demon fairy sect was destroyed, and the blood demon ancestor was hidden here. Even in this land of Nantian... there is something that makes Meng Hao feel incredible,

the powerful mortal kingdom, the Tang Dynasty!

And the feeling that the Tang Emperor gave Meng Hao was even more amazing.

With many doubts, Meng Hao thought of the world he saw under the ancient road lake in the southern region, the ancient agreement that the other party mentioned in the trial, and... when he was on the last level, Meng Hao felt terrible.

The origin of the divine fire!

All these made Meng Hao confused, and at this moment, when he walked through everything in this mountain range according to the inheritance of the ancient fairy road order and saw the ancient temple, Meng Hao's heart was shaken.

He saw another unknown world.

Here, he saw a magnificent dojo, boundless, with mountains and plants all gone, and what existed here was a huge dojo paved with bluestone.

There were countless figures sitting cross-legged there, each of them so powerful that Meng Hao's breathing was rapid, as if countless immortals were meditating, the sound of the avenue spread all around, the sun and the moon were trembling, as if they could not emit light here.

In this dojo, there was an altar, on which sat an old man cross-legged. The old man had an immortal style and a smile on his face, preaching. His voice was vague and merged into the world. Meng Hao could not hear it clearly, but he saw countless figures below, many of whom seemed to have sudden enlightenment.

Until the old man raised his right hand and waved it in the sky, a huge word "Xian" appeared with a bang!

It was a blue immortal!

Just one word, but it made the world pale, the sun and the moon dim, and the entire sky seemed to crawl down and worship like a living being.

Meng Hao's body trembled. He was completely immersed in this terrifying world. Every piece of the bluestone land here exuded an indescribable momentum and contained a shocking fairy spirit. The strength of this fairy spirit was unimaginable.

Especially in this Taoist temple, there were nine huge tripods. The nine tripods were scattered, and bursts of green smoke rose into the sky. In the curling smoke, there were actually worlds one after another.

And the sky... was stars, with galaxies flowing, the sun and the moon rising and falling in it, and some unimaginable powers, sometimes when they flew out, they would pick the stars in the galaxy with their hands, and refine them in the illusory big hands. When they took them back, they turned into dazzling treasures in their palms.

There were even a few people who chopped the ground with one foot, and the ground immediately cracked. When the endless fire burned, it turned into a living being. The living being was like the spirit of the earth. It was grabbed by the cultivators and formed into a chariot. It was a battlefield pulled by tens of thousands of earth spirits, whistling away.

There was another person who laughed loudly in the sky, and seemed to say a few words. His body suddenly grew huge. In the blink of an eye, he could not see the whole figure. What he saw was... just a toe, which occupied all the space in his eyes.

And that person's body was unimaginable.

He could fly to pick the stars!

He could go into the earth to refine his spirit!

He could stand up and support the universe!

In the end, everything was distorted. In front of Meng Hao's eyes, all the pictures condensed and formed... a ruined ancient temple.

The door of this ancient temple is closed, the surroundings are dilapidated, and even the walls have collapsed. It seems that there is no need to enter through the door. There are entrances everywhere. You can see the temple in the courtyard, which should be enshrined with some statues of gods, but now the statues of gods are It is dilapidated, as if the former glory now only exists in the soft praises of future generations, and the immortal legend has long become a ruined nothingness.

There was only one Qingtong oil lamp, stained with rust, telling the story of the vicissitudes of life. There was an oil fire burning inside, making a slight crackling sound. The firelight reflected the surroundings, and many shadows appeared.

Otherwise, everything is quiet.

There is also a well in the yard. It is dark underneath. I don’t know what kind of evil spirit is hiding in it. One look at it will make people feel palpitations. Next to it, there is a row of broken bamboo frames and some dried rattans. It seems as if it was a long, long time ago. , there is a grapevine here, wrapped around bamboo, becoming a shade.

Under the bamboo frame, there are some withered flowers, which are inconspicuous.

Meng Hao was silent. In this silence, he suddenly felt a little numb. If this was not his father's request for him to come, under other circumstances, he would have immediately turned back and left far away.

Here, he felt like his heart was trembling. There was no pressure, but Meng Hao found it difficult to breathe. There was no visible danger, but Meng Hao felt an unprecedented crisis in his mind.

He felt that everything around him was weird!

How come there is such a temple in this mountain range? This temple is clearly inconsistent with the surrounding land, as if it flew from afar and landed here a long time ago.

Meng Hao took a deep breath and walked forward bravely. He had just walked a few steps when he suddenly heard crying. The cry came very suddenly, like a woman choking. As she passed by, Meng Hao's hair stood up. With a sudden explosion, he turned around and looked around, but there was nothing unusual.

Not even the wind...

Meng Hao was silent. After a moment, his eyes flashed, and he slapped his right hand on the storage bag. Immediately, the Immortal Ancient Dao Token appeared and was held in his hand. As soon as the Token came out, he didn't know if it was an illusion. Meng Hao felt that this place It seemed that it was no longer so cold all of a sudden.

He walked forward carefully until he reached the door. He hesitated for a moment. He felt that it was strange here. It was best not to climb over the wall or step in from all sides. If you want to enter... you must be upright.

He simply flicked his sleeves and pushed the temple door in front of him.

I thought it would be difficult to open, but after a creak, the door slowly opened, revealing the courtyard inside, the main hall of the temple, and the well in the courtyard.

A gloomy wind blew out, as if some figure was walking past him. Meng Hao's expression changed. This feeling was very strong. He immediately circulated the immortal energy in his body, focused his right eye, blinked several times in succession, and took a sharp look.

There is nothing, everything is still broken.

Meng Hao smiled bitterly.

"Dad, what the hell kind of place did you ask me to come to..."

Meng Hao took a deep breath and walked in. The temple was small and the courtyard was not big. Meng Hao glanced at the well. He always felt that the well was weird. He looked at the row of bamboo frames again and was about to step in. When he was in the temple, he suddenly stopped, his scalp buzzed, and he turned his head sharply, staring at the withered and inconspicuous flowers under the row of shelves... He was breathing quickly, and immediately walked closer and carefully looked at them. After looking at it, Meng Hao couldn't control his expression, showing horror.

"These……"

"These are... the flowers of the other shore!!" Meng Hao knew the flowers of the other shore too well. He recognized them at a glance. Every one of these little flowers was a flower of the other shore!

But here, these other shore flowers... seemed to be just ordinary flowers and plants. This scene made Meng Hao take a breath again. He felt more and more that this place was... mysterious.

It was already dusk now. Meng Hao hesitated for a moment and walked into the temple. He looked at the broken statue. The ground was full of dust and even the futon was broken. Meng Hao thought for a moment, knelt on the futon and looked towards the futon. Bowed to the broken idol.

"Bless the gods, bless the gods..." Meng Hao murmured. After he finished speaking, he immediately felt that the gloomy atmosphere around him had dissipated a little. He suddenly felt useful. When he stood up, a gust of wind suddenly blew, blowing the oil lamp. The shaking was as if it was in the Western Desert, and the dust on the ground was also stirred up. Meng Hao's eyes suddenly narrowed. He saw that the ground where the dust had been blown away... there was a huge word!

Fairy!

It was the fairy character that appeared in the illusory scene that Meng Hao saw outside when he was waved by the old man at the altar.

Exactly the same!

Looking at this word, a wild aura hits my face, as if someone is whispering, vaguely like a sermon, coming from the vicissitudes of ancient times and echoing in this life.

Meng Haofu was so moved that he sat down cross-legged, holding the Immortal Ancient Taoist Order in his arms, and stared at the word in trance.

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